Bitterroot Valley You got some shit to say and I'm hear to listen

It soon became apparent that they should have headed home earlier. Kavik had been selfish, wanting to steal as much time as he could lying in the grass with Liri, pretending the real world didn't exist. Had he known the cost of that selfishness, he would have gladly given up the extra time to get home safely. He should have headed the ominous warning of the dark storm clouds in the distance.

Now, heavy rain poured from the sky and beat against them, unforgiving and seeming like it would never stop. His little wolf shivered furiously against him as they made their way in the direction they thought was the sanctuary. His thick coat was soaked through to the skin, and the cold seeped into his bones. If he was cold, he knew she had to be even colder. He tried to shelter her as best he could from the rain as they moved, but it seemed to come from all directions, thwarting his efforts. She was shaking so much, but he didn't know how to help her other than continue to remain as close as possible, offering her any warmth he had left as they tried to make sense of this mess. 

It was soon dark, and the rain had yet to cease, making it even harder to figure out where they were going. He quickly realized that they were not heading towards the sanctuary anymore. He was cursing himself. He was supposed to keep her safe and right now, she was quite the opposite of safe. To make things worse, they had now reached a large river that raged angrily in front of them, promising death to anyone unlucky enough to fall in. They both seemed to stop at the same time, coming to the realization that they could not move any closer to the fast-moving river in front of them. He tried to look through the heavy droplets of water to find any kind of shelter from the never-ending downpour. He felt her nip then and looked to see her motion that they should head downstream. He thought maybe she had caught sight of something that promised shelter, so he walked in the direction she pointed, still plastered to her side in an effort to protect her from the cold and the wet.

He heard her speak even with the sudden booming of thunder, and soon saw what she had also seen. With a look to Liri to make sure she was on the same page, he moved with her. Ahead of them was a large boulder crashed conveniently into a tree creating a makeshift refuge from the storm. 

Once inside, they both attempted to shake the water from their fur. Afterwards, his dark hair stuck out in all different directions. He felt his little wolf burrow into him seeking warmth he was glad to give. Lying down, he wrapped himself around her, relief flooding through him when she finally stopped shaking. With a few kisses to her cheek, he placed his head on the ground next to hers, grateful for their stroke of luck at finding this place to ride out the storm.